The Cuckolds Reward Tims Story
“You’re late,” he said quietly as Claire entered the room. “I’m sorry,” she replied as she walked up to him. “Things kind of dragged on.” Tim was sat on the edge of the settee and she stood inches from him. Looking up, he saw that she looked tired and her long blonde hair was slightly dishevelled. “Have you been a good girl,” he asked her as he placed his hands on the outside of her knees inches below the hem of the black cocktail dress she was wearing. Her legs were clad in black silk...